One Man Against a Nation: Calamity White Devil

[Prompt: "Longevity Gene Type 2 · Ouroboros" and "Longevity Gene Type-III · Virus Progenitor" fusion complete!]

[Player Nickname: White Devil (Meng Yi)]

[Access Level: lv1 (Tier 1)]

[Health: 100%, Recovery Rate: 0–100% per hour]

[Energy: 94%, Recovery Rate: 8.4→9.0% per hour]

[Mental Strength: C+]

[Body Strength: F+→D++ (Blood Rebirth, extended lifespan, fivefold sonic-speed movement.)]

[Core System: C+-Rank Psionic Power (Mind System developed; Biochemical System developed; further expansion possible...)]

[Active Skills: Psionic Power · Mind System Skill Tree (expandable), Psionic Power · Biochemical System Skill Tree (fused with comprehensive viral abilities; expandable).]

[Passive Skills: ① Memory Palace; ② Specialized-Grade "Baiology" (including biology, medicine, chemistry, genetics, and other disciplines); ③ Expert-Level Explosives; ④ Expert-Level Unrestricted Combat; ⑤ Basic Cold Weapon Use; ⑥ Basic Firearm Use.]

[Equipment: None]

[Remaining Wealth: C-Rank Evaluation · 1, Paradise Coins · 18,000.]

[Overall Evaluation: C (One Man Against a Nation · Calamity White Devil. "Essence" and "spirit" are relatively balanced, but he still lacks "qi (supernatural energy systems)." With proper use of his abilities, he can destroy a conventional Surface Civilization and reshape the Surface Ecosystem.)]

Meng Yi glanced at his Personal Information Panel and, following his own ideas, consolidated his miscellaneous skills. It looked much cleaner and clearer now.

"Health recovery rate: 0–100%?"

"That makes sense. I'm extremely difficult to kill now. Unless all my cells are killed at the same time, 'death' will be a thing of the past for me."

"The 'qi (supernatural energy system)' mentioned in the Overall Evaluation isn't displayed because I don't have it? Body Strength, Mental Strength, and Energy Strength—normally, shouldn't there be three categories?"

No longer dwelling on things he had yet to encounter, Meng Yi stretched his body.

His bones, stronger than aerospace alloys, crackled in rapid succession.

He clenched his fist. The strength that could treat tanks weighing dozens of tons as toys and reinforced-concrete buildings as building blocks finally gave the "socially anxious" him the slightest sense of security.

"Not enough. This is still far from enough. The Warhammer Cesspool is full of dangers. With my current physical-world destructive power, I can at most trade blows with a conventional Titan Construct."

"I'm still far from the A-Grade monsters that can tear apart an Emperor-level Titan with a thought, destroy an organized Star Realm Army with a single incantation, crush a cosmic battleship with a few hand gestures, rip apart continental plates with their full power, and forcibly stop a planet's rotation."

"Not to mention those S-Rank (Alpha+) Psionicists, Aeon Shards, Necron, Zerg, False Emperor, Daemon Primarch..."

"The Chaos Gods of the Warp are even more out of my league. There are way too many ultimate abominations in the Warhammer Cesspool!"

"So I can't afford the mindset of an inflated pufferfish. After all, I'm still an utterly ordinary Tier 1 'newbie' player who hasn't even finished the Selection Dungeon."

"Psionic Power" coursed through every inch of his body. In the laboratory ruins, Meng Yi began casually moving his body, rapidly mastering the terrifying power contained within it.

[The average F- to F++ Tier 1 player roared in fury: Monster! What the hell are you showing off for?! Stop screaming here!]

Seventy hours later, twenty-six hours remained before the Selection Dungeon ended.

The sealed laboratory doors opened. Meng Yi picked up a relatively intact white lab coat from the ruins and draped it over himself before strolling out of the laboratory, having completely digested everything he had gained from the Selection Dungeon.

"Didn't I awaken the 'Telekinetic System'?"

"Never mind. You can't chew more than you can bite. The newly acquired 'Biochemical System' is enough to keep me occupied for a while."

Meng Yi sighed, but he did not become anxious over what he had or lacked.

He had yet to learn abilities such as "Electromagnetic Manipulation," "Biological Force Field," and "Remote Blood Interference" from the "Biochemical System."

It was already quite impressive that, by drawing inspiration from the "Virus Progenitor," he had gained abilities such as "Environmental Immunity," "Body Alienation," "Mimicry," "Super Speed Movement," "Toxin Control," and "Genetic Evolution."

"Evolution Paradise" held limitless possibilities, and there were plenty of dungeons involving the "Telekinetic Power" medium.

Sooner or later, he would merge the five major "Psionic Power" systems—"Mind System," "Energy System," "Biochemical System," "Telekinetic System," and "Divination System"—into one, restoring the incomplete "Psionic Power" to its complete state.

"Red Queen, help me contact the twenty-seven 'little friends' who visited the underground Hive in Raccoon City some time ago."

"Yes."

Having dealt with his own issues, Meng Yi had twenty-six hours left and had no intention of wasting them.

Meng · Keeps His Word · Yi meant what he said. Since he had promised to send America's elderly vampires to hell, he would send them there. Not a single one could be left out.

'Beep beep beep—'

"Chairman Bai!"

"I pay homage to you, my one true god in this life!"

The twenty-seven long-unreachable "little vampires" eagerly answered the call personally made by the "god" they worshipped.

"Within one day, no matter what methods you use or how great the cost, you must kill the old bastards in your families. Can you do it?"

At this, the "little vampires" became as excited as if they had been injected with Chicken Blood. Having grown up on capitalist soil, wicked schemes churned through their minds.

Open assassinations, covert assassinations, poisoning, pulling oxygen tubes, suffocation, and taking eighteen bullets before being ruled a suicide...

The ways they displayed ever-greater "filial piety" and unveiled ever more innovative forms of "filial piety" were simply outrageously filial.

"Yes, sir! We guarantee we'll complete the mission!"

"My true god! For your divine command, your believers are willing to offer up their lives!"

"Exactly, exactly! Even without you saying so, we've long been displeased with those old geezers!"

"They even dared to haggle with you. They were practically begging to die!"

"To die beneath your divine command is an honor they could never earn in all their lives!"

This was absurd beyond belief. They had even managed to turn "having a justifiable reason to die" into a catchphrase.

But it seemed there was nothing wrong with it. In a little while, there would be twenty-seven more nearly century-old "soul rings."

After ending the call, the "little vampires," whose rebellious streaks were astonishingly strong, acted with extraordinary efficiency. Before long, they began bringing one "good report" after another.

The weakest few little vampires went all-out to complete their "master's mission," trading one life for one against the old vampires.

America's major financial groups descended into chaos, but these trivial matters had nothing more to do with the mastermind behind it all, Meng Yi.

"Red Queen, how much progress have you made collecting the 'scientific system' of Blue Star Civilization?"

Projection Technique condensed the form of Red Queen. The girl in red waved her slender hand, pulling out a percentage progress bar.

"Sorry, Chairman. Even after trading Longevity Slots, I have collected only 97.782% of the information available on the surface. All kinds of advanced technologies are still being kept under tight guard by the major economic bodies. Our actions have instead made them even more vigilant."

"97.782%? That's pretty good."

Meng Yi was not surprised. He had never expected to pack up all the knowledge of Blue Star Civilization and take it away. It was enough if the collected wisdom could serve to inspire further insights.

He focused his mind and summoned the Personal Information Panel.

Paradise, how much would it cost to certify the equipment containing Artificial Intelligence · Red Queen's motherboard and stored data?

This novel's power system is rock-solid. C, at Cell-Level Precision, is only the beginning. After that comes B, Molecular-Level Precision; A, Atomic Level Precision; S, proton, neutron, and extranuclear electron levels; SS, Quark-Level; and SSS, Positive-Negative Virtual Particle Level...

At S-Rank, one could manually create the periodic table of elements, freely create known and unknown elements, turn stone into gold, Create Humans from Clay, create planets, and manually make black holes.

At SS-Rank, one could use Psionic Power to manipulate the Four Fundamental Forces, open the Warp, halt time over vast areas, regard cosmic-scale distances as nothing, and create neutron-star lifeforms or even black-hole lifeforms.

At SSS-Rank, one could analyze the Dirac Sea, traverse positive and negative virtual particles, partially ascend dimensions, crush three-dimensional matter with higher-dimensional spacetime, freely store and retrieve Vacuum Zero-Point Energy, solo the Returner Civilization, and become invincible throughout the universe.

At EX-Rank, one could construct the Grand Unified Field, fully ascend dimensions, shake multidimensional spacetime, and create or destroy universes with a single thought, even manufacturing complete Great Universes on an assembly line in a laboratory.

Beyond classification...

--

There was no need to think so highly of the Star Rail Universe's Aeons. They were merely crippled specialists with one-sided strengths. A protagonist of the same level could take on countless of them alone.

Simply piling up mass and smashing things could not make one advance evenly across every field. Such a being was just a "meat pig" fattened up for slaughter. ```